Issa didn’t sleep at all that night, and by 4AM she knew she wasn’t going to make it to work. The problem is that, she called off seven times in the past month, and she was running out of excuses. So far, she had a stomach virus, a tape worm, car trouble, a check up, …

“I told that b*** that I didn’t want onions. Da f*** is this?!” Molly drew a long translucent sliver out of her plate, pinched between her freshly manicured fingers. “It’s Indian food,” mumbled Issa. “Maybe they can’t take the onions out.” “B**** is you high?” asked Molly. “It’s not curry. It’s onions! You can take …